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Sonntag, 14. Februar 2016

Good Morning, Someone told me to let my thoughts out, ups, it was myself. So I let my feelings flow but it's not so easy than to say it. So I tried it with poems, in hope I got it right. I don't know what to say. I am not sure if I want to let you see what is inside of me. This is new for me. It has no name... why not? Because I wrote for myself and do for someone else. Why should I? It doesn't help no one. No one cares. It is just a poem, not something what you should care about. Maybe you should care about, at least you should care about me because that poem belongs to my heart and what I am feeling for ... I am not that ice queen that I always pretend to be. I always pretend to be fine because I want you to see me strong.Remember this poem is maybe one of my love story. The second Version is similar to the orginal poem I wrote for someone I reallly liked. He is gone now, so I had to delete everything what remembers me at him. Update Februrary 2016: This is not for a special Person. I just wrote it a few Years ago. I think it's time to publish it. Sorry about the bad - not even there academic - grammar. It's a poetry. There is now need for grammar. Have a nice Valentines Day with the one you love. :)Version 2:I am not one of the romanticsbut I am also able to feel.Act like an strange ice queenwith no heartbut look through my wallthere we seewhat's realpast changes uspresent made usfuture let melt ice,hopefullyI know when I feelwhen I have dreamsit's always a deep thingI am a dream-feel-thinkerVersion 3:Here should stand a poetrybut I am not good at thisexpress feelingslike everyone.I call myself crazywith a true sensepeople thinkI am not surewhat I wantbut some i knowand that's you.belong to my futuresince we metimpresses me somehowI don't know, how.I never had thatI met someoneat the first timeI party away from home.but i did andsince thenI am smiling almost all the timethanks to you.I like you more then it fits in words.